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As Akira finished the vegetables, Sangre added it to the potatoes and began making them into medium sized circles, placing them into the frying pan and allowing them to sizzle, adding a little salt on top. When Akira came back over, Sangre smiled and leaned on the counter, turning the pot off for the potatoes and sighing.
"Pretty much done. Just have to wait for these to finish up." Sangre looked at how much was inside the bowl, knowing Akira was hungry so he decided to ask.
"There might be extra hash browns. Wanna try one? It's really good." Sangre smiled, flipping one over and seeing them turning a golden brown colour.
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~Ernest Gaines
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